I hate....

2009-02-14T21:37:00.000Z

Dumb ass Trinitarian Bible Society

2009-02-12T23:24:00.006Z

I hate pointless childish responses that CLEARLY show that this last retort lost the argument.

UUURRRGHHHHHHHH!!!! You look really stooopid now!!! How can you not see that?!?!

Full proper Guardian article HERE, says as it all really. Well, as much as they can say without being sued.

I prefer my bus slogan:

create your own here, link provided by Dave

Torn....

2009-02-01T14:25:00.003Z

I hate Michael Bay. But I love Transformers. GGNNNAAARRGGGHHH!!!

RIP Kim Manners

2009-01-27T21:06:00.002Z

I hate cancer. The boys will be missing you Kim, you awesome Supernatural dude.

......DAMN!

2009-01-25T12:59:00.002Z

I hate forgetting things. I forgot to put a sugar in my coffee and it sparked a whole load of worries, like 'what's wrong with me', 'how could I forget that', 'am I going senile'...

In conclusion, I decided that I forgot to put the sugar in my coffee cos I was mid watching Dexter and I was creaming myself at every episode. That show is so good... I couldn't really see where this season (3) was going, but it was soooo goood!!

If you haven't seen it, shame on you

Atheists

2009-01-19T20:04:00.010Z

I hate the atheist bastard that came up with the advertising campaign to counter the obscene religious SHIT that often plagues our eye around London.

When I first read about this advertising campaign, I thought it was a stoke of genius. You can bum them HERE, the site is a bit shit, but the sentiment is there.
These people are tired of getting religion advertised around them all the time and decided to make a stand.

This people, is bloody brilliant.

Now, picture the scene.... You're tired, you broke up with your girlfriend a few days before hand, you'd really like to be at home, you're stuck in traffic in London, your satnav with the sexy voice decided she doesn't like you any more either and stops working, your hungry, the route you usually take home has road works on and you have to start driving with no direction through central London.

You see this bus.

FUCK, OFF.

Time

2009-01-14T00:25:00.004Z

I hate time. Not like, 'I'm getting old' time or, 'shit I'm late' time. That time when you're really quite tired, knowing that sleep is the best idea, but you're doing something that doesn't feel like any time is passing and before you know it, BAM, it's 2am.
You know?
But I don't hate that. I hate the lack of sleep it inflicts upon you.
Like I just watched the Tekkonkinkreet DVD and it was pretty good. I'd been thinking it was time to go to bed after it'd finished. So I watched all the extras instead. That little tiny extra hour or so awake and I just know I'm going to feel like shit tomorrow.

But do I hate the lack of my own judgment? Should I be the one responsible for missing sleep? Should I fuck. That rare time of being tired enough to sleep but you're still doing something that feels like no time is passing, is a precious, shiny, completely unpredictable thing that should be cherished at all times.

But fuck you lack of sleep, fuck that need for shut eye. I've stock piled enough sleep over the years, couldn't I just withdraw a little of that credit? The answer is no, no I can't; and here, have some bags under your eyes for all the trouble you've caused.

Internet postage estimates

2009-01-06T23:00:00.006Z

I hate it when there's something you want on the Internet that's bigger than a book and you reeeaaaally don't want to have to pay for the postage.

Books, CD, DVD's; all brilliant. Amazon, Play, whoever, say that on their free delivery service it'll take up to 7 days to deliver. 7 day my arse! More like 2! They're postal wizards on these things! I've honestly had things the very next day. Hats and pants off to you guys.

Now lets just say you're really hard to buy Christmas presents for cos you always buy all the shit you don't need (for this scenario, we'll call this person, 'Me') and you got an Amazon voucher instead of a proper present. You (or Me) over spends horrendously and decides to buy a whooping great big PC monitor and a new mouse & keyboard (I know, you can start throwing stones at me now).

Imagine the mouse box as only slightly different in shape to that of a book... BAM! The thing arrived in 2 fucking days! Sweet! And it says 'laser' on it; it must be good.
FOUR FUCKING DAYS LATER I'm still waiting on the monitor and keyboard. FOUR. I got so annoyed that I thought I should chase them up. Handily Amazon provided me with tracking numbers so I could look at a web site and see that my beloved PAID FOR possessions have been sitting in 2 different delivery trucks, ALL FUCKING DAY, obviously not being delivered to me!

So here's to you, 'estimated delivery time', here's to you speedily delivering all those little things that I really wouldn't have minded waiting a few extra days for. And here's to you, raising my expectations so much that I really thought I'd get my stuff ON TIME, allowing me to play with my shiny new toys this very evening, only to smash my dreams on the rocky, shit stained shores of chill gripped Blighty.

Cunts.

What the fuck is up with work?

2009-01-05T22:13:00.000Z

I hate having to go in to work every, knowing that I'm going to be sitting there BORED OFF MY ASS, doing something that I don't enjoy.

Why is it, that when you're unemployed, you say to yourself, "I can just get a shitty job for a while, it won't effect me that much, it'll be fine."

Then two years later you're like an emo kid in the Diseny store; "WHY GOD, WHY!??!"

Why can't I get paid for something that I'm good at? Like sitting, shooting chavs or even just watching TV. Why cann't I get paid for that!? So many people do these things, there's got to be money in it somewhere!
Adverts get put on websites and the site gets a certain amount of money per view, or something like that anyway. I would WILLINGLY sit through a couple of hours of adverts a day to not do anything else except for SIT ON MY ASS. Then the rest of the day would be free to do anything else I fucking well please.